Artist: Lil' Keke f/ Z-Ro Album: Heart of a Hustla Song: Do It Again Typed by: Lil Hustle (*talking*) Sweet God, let that man come forward (that's the man), who will come open up his soul Hallelujah my friends, be with him (that's the man, that's the man) Did it all for money, yes I did yes I did For the love of money [Chorus] And I'd do it again, (I'd do it again) I'd do it again, (I'd do it again) For the love of money, (I'd do it again) I'd do it again, (fucking right I would do it again) For the love of power, (I'd do it again) I'd do it again, (I'd do it again) For the love of respect, (I'd do it again) I'd do it again, (fucking right I would do it again) [Lil' Keke] Right here where the game at, still hard can't change that Feel good cause I'm still hood, I came up and then came back We scratching them real jars, running ducking them steel bars Stay away from them FED boys, cause I don't need that FED charge Love for the money I'm closing in, fuck these niggaz I'm 'pose to win If it's all for the power and the street respect, Young Don right here and I'll do it again Me and my mama we felt the pain, check didn't come but it 'pose to came Got me staring at the sky like it's 'pose to rain, I was born in the game I ain't 'pose to change Hear me Lord from up above, trapped on the streets I'm still a thug I done done everythang that a man could do, so I stand here today need nothing but love Real O.G.'s that kept it strong, young Don Ke just hold his own If I lost everything I'd do it again, cause I'm 7-13 till I'm dead and gone [Chorus] [Z-Ro] No pot to piss in, that's what I come from And God, I ain't never met a man I'ma run from Especially if I was wet, smoking that dumb-dumb Fuck police, beat em up whenever some dumb One deep for life, understand that homie My gun always, where my hand at homie I'm a five deuce hoover Crip Grooving till the world stop moving, you ain't even gotta ask that homie Shot a couple of niggaz, couple niggaz shot me Who the fuck told the FEDs, my nigga not me I'm in the penitentiary, and I don't know a nigga named Scott But I still got away, scott-free I, got so much love in these streets Yeah the motherfucker hit 75 times, that it ain't no plugging them heats But if it's gonna feed my family, I'd do it again Kick your door wide open, I'd do it again Fuck hell homie, I'ma go through it again This merking season, I'm in the bluest again Slipping outside, I'd never do it again I deserve to be rich, and I'ma prove it again Hard as I go too, you best you to get in I just found my mind, but I'ma lose it again And when I find it, I'ma do it again [Chorus] [Lil' Keke] Living my life I ain't taste it yet, based on me I'ma place the bet 8-1 double 0 that's my set, still rep my hood with no regret Been through a lot still love the game, do it all again don't sweat the pain Did it all for the money and the love the same, for the cost of living and the price of fame Young Don Ke still rich and black, 7-13 they brought me back Hear them boys on the sideline hating and all, but I'm still in the game homie where you at S.U.C. still getting it on, rest in peace to the G's that's gone Dedicate this song right here to Screw, how'd you think a young fool here touch the zone 15 years I kept it strong, never let a hater nigga touch the chrome Was a real O.G. when I wrote this song, cause I gave my life to that microphone Shout to the G's who want the power, stand up tall nigga watch me tower Do it for the real and not the cowards, it's 24-7 and a extra hour [Chorus] I'd do it again For the love of money, I'd do it again For the love of power, I'd do it again For the love of respect, I'd do it again